When I Stopped Loving, I Stopped CryingChapter 1
On May Day, during a self-driving tour, I drove recklessly at night, causing the car to overturn and catch fire.
Chandler ignored me trapped in the backseat with my thigh stuck in the door, seriously injured.
He hurriedly rescued his scratched childhood sweetheart, hailed a car, and left me behind.
The next day, after waking up from surgery, I saw his childhood sweetheart’s post on her social media.
"Who says childhood sweethearts can't compete with new romances? I will always be the first in his heart!"
Everyone aware of the situation was waiting to see if I, the real girlfriend, would make a scene and embarrass myself.
I replied indifferently, "Congratulations, the leash is off, and you don't have to sneak around eating shit anymore!"
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The day after the accident, Chandler finally remembered me, his girlfriend.
But he didn't ask about my whereabouts or injuries.
Instead, he came questioning me, seeking justice for his childhood sweetheart, Lily.
"Yasmine, how can you talk like that? Lily is my junior sister. She got hurt, and I can't just watch!"